Abstract Poems (471)

Winter with snow. The woodsman emerges from the forest. He has a red checkered jacket and blonde hair. He stops and places his leather boot on the top of a stump. He turns and smiles.

Roses are red
Violets are Blue
I like Peanut Butter
Can you Skate?

When I think of love, I think of you
When the skies are grey, you turn them blue
When fear grips darker, you bring the light
When hope feels empty, you fill the night
When coldness feels me, you hold me near
When sorrow clouds me, your love is clear.

When God looks down upon me, just what does He see?...
A man that is righteous,...or at least tries to be?...
Or does He see things that I can’t imagine?...
I simply can’t fathom,....The Master’s reactions...

He’s said “In My Father’s house, there are many mansions”...
Imagine the compassion our Dear Father has fashioned...
It’s tragic for all those that do feel abandoned...
I’ll bet my sad life, ....there are no bad cabins...

There are those that will wonder why I write what is right...
Some will think I have no right to write light...
Few will still gaze at the truth with delight...
I’ll fight to the end,.... with all of my might...

I could choose to continue, but what would that do?...
Confuse the few that seem to know...”It’s not true”...
For those unsure of what to believe...
Just follow your heart,...pray you’re not deceived...

Now let’s go back to the top of this poem...
Would you reconsider......the words that I’ve sown?...
Or will you continue that tone that you own?...
God loves you beyond what you think He has shown.....

This thing we call life
A race to the finish
I don’t want to be first
I don’t want to diminish
This thing we call life
Staring you in the face
An image of yourself
Captured in place
This thing we call life
Every breath of fresh air
Every moment we pause
Reflect on what's there
This thing we call life
Every moment we share
A moment for a smile
Show how much we care
This thing we call life
What really comes next
A warm summer breeze
Or storm that’s complex
This thing we call life
Is up for discussion
I hold the door open
For the world to rush in

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Sorry I was to loud to proud,
Listen i could listen but you hear me as if I'm dead or do i not exist,
I didn't scream,

Felt past this all,
Fell apart from this well,
Walked away from the rope,
It was always a joke,

Lost in time no matter no crime,
Still in touch with reality,

Living inside and out divedends that don't make sense,

Lying hiding from what inspiration creativity,
Creating reality as if it was such a huss,

Living life crying old loving hate,
Hating love,

To die like this would be unfortunate,
To live like this carries burdens inside and out,
Sounds pretty amusing unknown~~~

It's late after midnight and your trying to sleep
You imagine yourself in a world of dreams
Hold tight to your pillow pull the sheets over head
Your trying to block out those nightmares in your head

You see all the worlds leaders going insane
Yah they call up their war machines with their bullets and pain
The bodies are scattered like the drops of the rain
And your lying here watching them killing each other away
Yah your lying here watching them killing each other away

You know their killing when they meet
And their killing in the streets
Their killing in the hills
And their killing in the fields
Their dying in the fields

Its late after midnight and your trying to sleep
You see the hand of the reaper stretching out through the night
The bodies are scattered like the drops of the rain
And your lying here watching him taking the corpses' away
Yah your lying here watching him taking the corpses' away

You know their killing when they meet
And their killing in the streets
Their killing in the hills
And their killing in the fields
Their dying in the fields

Walking alone on the edge of the highway.
I look to the sky the stars they excite me.
The pictures amaze they seem to control me.
Guiding my way through the night.
Through the night.

Stumble upon a vision of beauty.
Lying beneath the sea of tranquility.
Lost in the midst of the night.
Of the night.

What do I see, it's a beautiful Angel.
"Come walk with me!", she whispers so gently.
Lost in her gaze. It seems to control me.
Guiding my way through the night.
Through the night.

Gently she takes my hand into hers.
Slowly we walk away from the highway.
Into a mist of the night.
Of the night.

Now I can hear such beautiful music.
Ten thousand voices all singing together.
It captures my heart, it seems to control me.
Guiding my way through the night.
Through the night.

Then a bright light, appears in the distance.
Such visions I see they overwhelm me.
Deep in the mist of the night.
Of the night.

As the stars fade I see oh so clearly,
The world I'm in has fallen so quickly,
Into the realm that seems to control me.
Guiding my way through the night.
Through the night.

Now here I am alone on the highway.
No Angel with me just myself and my worries.
So lost in the midst of the night.
Of the night.

Sitting alone on the edge of the highway.
Events of the night through my head they are running.
Sorting them out I have only one conclusion.
Their guiding my way through the night.
Through the night.

When all alone find a beautiful Angel.
Holding them close takes away all the anguish.
Don't get lost in the midst of the night.
Of the night.

Your hand in theirs on the edge of the highway.
Never walk alone. Be always together.
Life you will find is simply amazing.
Guiding your way through the night.
Through the night.

Now here we are at the end of my story.
I hope that it helps with all the frustrations.
Don't get lost in the mist of the night.
Of the night.

THE END

When I leave this Earth that I have walked upon...
Will I be glad or sad I'm gone?...
If there's a chance to return again...
Dare I come back?.....God knows I've sinned...

The bitter salts of this cursed Earth...
Taste sweet to children tricked since birth...
Sour things seemed sweet to me...
Such things I never knew would hurt...

Ice isn't warm, cold cannot heat...
You won't get tricked, get tricked like me...
I'll look for you in Earth's worst times...
Tell you the truth.....salt isn't sweet.....